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22 December 2023
Fphatty Lamar: "Is this still the first song?"
Insane Wayne Chinsang: "Yep."
Welcome to Grandpaboy (also known as "Paul Westerberg", also known as former frontman for the band The Replacements), and welcome to my own personal Hell.
There is some story that goes along with Grandpaboy; something about him being an alter-ego of Westerberg who played blues/country/rock and blah blah blah. Who cares? Fact is, this album is a turd. And I'm not talking like the kind of turd you pinch and then stare at in amazement before you flush it. No, this is the turd you poo out and flush without even THINKING about turning around and taking a peek.
The opening song, "MPLS", should have been been titled "PLEASE". Because that's what I kept screaming to "God" during the whole thing. What does it sound like? Hmmm,.. imagine if your dad started up a Stray Cats/Muddy Waters cover band, and he played all the local dive joints in your area. Yeah.
Anyway, if you're a fan of real blues, like Honeyboy Edwards, Blind Willie McTell, and John Lee, don't pick up this album. In fact, I think I can actually hear Charlie Patton being ass-raped in the background on track three, "Vampires & Failures". Yep, I'm sure of it.
Westerberg should have stuck to his white bread tunes, like "Dyslexic Heart" from the Singles soundtrack, which I fucking hated as well. But hey-- at least it was a white boy doing white boy shit. John Ashcroft has more soul in his foreskin than this album has in its entirety. Oh yeah, almost forgot to give you the title: Dead Man Shake. Pretty appropriate, to be honest.
And I'd like to give a special thanks to Vinnie, because he passed this CD along to me because he thought I "...might dig it." Thanks, Vinnie, for proving to me that you have NO IDEA what I like. And you don't take me out or tell me I'm pretty anymore!
DO THE DEAD MAN SHAKE HERE.
PURCHASE THIS OR SIMILAR ITEMS
Insane Wayne Chinsang: "Yep."
Welcome to Grandpaboy (also known as "Paul Westerberg", also known as former frontman for the band The Replacements), and welcome to my own personal Hell.
There is some story that goes along with Grandpaboy; something about him being an alter-ego of Westerberg who played blues/country/rock and blah blah blah. Who cares? Fact is, this album is a turd. And I'm not talking like the kind of turd you pinch and then stare at in amazement before you flush it. No, this is the turd you poo out and flush without even THINKING about turning around and taking a peek.
The opening song, "MPLS", should have been been titled "PLEASE". Because that's what I kept screaming to "God" during the whole thing. What does it sound like? Hmmm,.. imagine if your dad started up a Stray Cats/Muddy Waters cover band, and he played all the local dive joints in your area. Yeah.
Anyway, if you're a fan of real blues, like Honeyboy Edwards, Blind Willie McTell, and John Lee, don't pick up this album. In fact, I think I can actually hear Charlie Patton being ass-raped in the background on track three, "Vampires & Failures". Yep, I'm sure of it.
Westerberg should have stuck to his white bread tunes, like "Dyslexic Heart" from the Singles soundtrack, which I fucking hated as well. But hey-- at least it was a white boy doing white boy shit. John Ashcroft has more soul in his foreskin than this album has in its entirety. Oh yeah, almost forgot to give you the title: Dead Man Shake. Pretty appropriate, to be honest.
And I'd like to give a special thanks to Vinnie, because he passed this CD along to me because he thought I "...might dig it." Thanks, Vinnie, for proving to me that you have NO IDEA what I like. And you don't take me out or tell me I'm pretty anymore!
DO THE DEAD MAN SHAKE HERE.
PURCHASE THIS OR SIMILAR ITEMS
artid
1752
Old Image
6_3_grandpaboy.jpg
issue
vol 6 - issue 03 (nov 2003)
section
entertainmental